I also like writing that is clean, pure, poetic and emotionally authentic. I feel like some of those authors (I'm looking at you, Wallace) are outsiders sniping at mainstream culture with hipster snobbishness. I used to sorta be that way, but I can't relate to that anymore.
I think folks like Martin Amis did it a lot more entertainingly, though the self-aware sophistication is (sigh) a lot to bear.
Where DFW embodies the virtues you admire is his non-fiction -- Consider the Lobster and A Supposedly Fun Thing I think are fascinating expositions into just how far down you have to dig to get at the emotionally authentic.
As for his fiction, I don't think he lived long enough to get all his sophomoric ideas out and get to material that actually mattered to him.
I didn’t find Infinite Jest nearly as difficult.
This is how I felt about his cruise ship manifesto. I get it, I get it, cruises are lowbrow, tacky and suck. But spare us all your hipster cooler than thou angst.